You Know What Grinds My Gears? - Things that personally piss you off

Like it or not this is a direct product of COVID denialism/pushback against harm reduction methods that everyone interpreted as totalitarian control in 2020. Not that people were less gross or careless before 2020 but it's cranked up to 11 now. Nobody gives a fuck.
Anti-vaxxers want to lift the taboo on steroids. That pretty much sums them up.
 
People who simply cannot accept that maybe it is just their fault in why things in their life are as shit as they are. There's always got to be some underlying disorder, some mental illness, some sudden exposition of past history always being brought up to be excused as to why people suck at improving their lives.


For example, you are fat because you don't have self-control, you are lazy, you don't practice portion control, you don't practice dieting, you don't exercise, you don't have anything active and you don't have a shred of dignity. That's why. I sometimes hear people come up with a hundred excuses for why they are the way they are and nobody seems to be at fault anymore for themselves, it's always some other proxy's fault or something else. Everyone is a victim. The rise of Autism and now Neuro-whatever are all the latest catch-all trends in the ongoing persistence that are people, refusing to acknowledge that it is entirely their fault for their own shit.

And even when they do, they get selective or downplay it like "well okay maybe that was probably my fault". There is no 'maybe'. Own it.
 
I wanted to watch a show. There is no dvd. There is no Blu-ray. It's not old, it's from 2011-2015. It's only on a random fucking paid subscription service through Amazon (not included with prime). Torrents have really no seeders. There's going to be so much lost media in the coming years.
What show?
 
I would love to send the handouts and emergency card they gave us to ICE, but haven't figured out how. Was intending to scan them in and post it somewhere but I'm not that bright to avoid outing myself.
I find it pretty funny that no one is giving us digital copies of things and we're being explicitly told not to create a digital papertrail of our discussions on the matter. Really grinds my gears.
Copy it and post it somewhere hidden, when you inevitably get called into HR for something else related (at this point it seems like a "when not if" situation), then you blackmail them. Or just post on a non-Kiwi forum, but for the love of God strip out the EXIF data.
 
Idiots who, despite knowing they're infected with something that will easily spread, take zero precautions, being so stupid about it that you'd swear they're doing it deliberately. For the last few days, I've been sick with a throat infection that made me feel like I was going to suffocate, all because someone decided to open cough all over me when I was queuing at a shop this weekend. Even if things like strep and the cold will inevitably spread around if anyone who's infected crosses paths with enough people who aren't, it's not hard to show a little decency and at least try to not give everyone else your germs.
To add on that: Our Boss at the place I work at had the GLORIOUS idea to give every worker who never calls in sick during the entire year a bonus of 500$. Cool right? Well, now people even when sick with something highly contagious come to work half dead just to get that sweet bonus, infecting everyone. Like what the fuck was he thinking.
 
Probably not the first self-checkout bitch post in this thread, but:

Shopping with my wife last night for some pizzas and other stuff. Nobody on the manned checkouts, of course - so we go to the automatic machines, thinking it'll be faster.

Except only 2 of about 20 were open - both currently in use by other customers. There were two staff nearby, doing nothing. We had to wait for one of these two machines to open up.

The entire scenario was so monumentally fucking retarded I couldn't help but laugh.
 
Call holding systems that alternate between elevator music and 'I'm sorry, our representatives are all assisting other customers. Please remain on the line and a customer representative will be with you as soon as possible" every 10 seconds at alternating volume levels. Just play the damned elevator music and interject every 2-5 minutes. Hearing the automated voice over and over again doesn't make it easier to wait, it makes it more obnoxious.
 
One of my coworkers was doing her makeup in plain view before going to an interview for another job, which if she gets she'll quit immediately from this job. While openly talking about how she wants this other job, etc. Maybe I'm just so old fashioned, but if you're talking that openly about not wanting to work at your current job anymore, you should be fired on the spot. How can you be trusted with anything if you've made it so obvious you're done with the place and you have no real ambition to keep your job? How can you be trusted to not screw things up, steal, or no-show on your way out? The second someone told me "I'm just over this, I don't want to work here, it's not my thing" that's a resignation to my ears. You're off the schedule. Literally doing your makeup on the clock instead of your job, because you're preparing for your interview so you can quit this job? Go home and don't come back.

But instead my boss is very nice about it and has even acted preferential to her: because they are drinking buddies, which is how she has this job in the first place. I guess I can't expect her to be mean to her friend. Which is why she should have never been allowed to hire her friend, who is a horrible worker. None of it is a big deal, but it does grind my gears.
 
Doing things over the Internet, especially shopping. I'm sick of not being able to properly see and examine what in getting, having to wait days if not weeks for responses to any questions I have and the amount of info on websites that's missing or just flat out wrong. And then there's video meetings and interviews. No one even invests in a good mic or webcam so it is always shit quality, hard to hear and always has some technical issues. I've come to realise that driving to a place and talking to a human being is always way less hassle than the "easy and convenient" online options.
 
These two are effectively the same gripe.

1) The way movies act like people have a temporary shutdown button in the back of the head that KOs them for the desired amount of time and the idea that they come to at full mental capacity without a hint of disorientation or vertigo, let alone excruciating pain. People can just be out for hours and wake up and be at 100% within 5 seconds without any possibility of brain damage or even an excruciating level of pain accompanied by extreme disorientation.

2) Movie hangovers being just a slight inconvenience rather than an excruciating ordeal.
 
TV vewers don't seem to get it. It takes them ages to figure out when something's off.

House of the Dragon, Season 1: "The show’s making bank. 100% of these negative comments are bots". 8)

House of the Dragon, Season 3: "This is hot garbage. None of the charm from the original. Creativity is dead." :punished:
 
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These two are effectively the same gripe.

1) The way movies act like people have a temporary shutdown button in the back of the head that KOs them for the desired amount of time and the idea that they come to at full mental capacity without a hint of disorientation or vertigo, let alone excruciating pain. People can just be out for hours and wake up and be at 100% within 5 seconds without any possibility of brain damage or even an excruciating level of pain accompanied by extreme disorientation.

2) Movie hangovers being just a slight inconvenience rather than an excruciating ordeal.
On a related note, the idea in films that anyone, no matter how strong, can twist and snap someone else's neck stealthily, with about as much difficulty as opening a bottle of coke. Not only is this an extremely difficult way to kill or incapacitate someone, but it rarely works as cleanly as fiction would like to portray it. Pull it off, and you're more likely left with someone who's injured but still conscious and able to speak, shout or scream to give away your position. If it fails, you've not only given your position away, but presented yourself to your would-be victim on a silver platter, in perfect range to get a chest full of bullets.
 
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